Debby Morgan crossed her legs and felt the silky material of her panties stick to her cunt opening. The creamy cunt juices had been steaming from her pussy ever since she'd walked into the bar and seen all those men.
In a way, she felt like a virgin again, wondering what their cocks looked like, how it would feel having them fucking her pussy.
The thought made her hand tremble, causing her to spill her drink. And although the bar was dense with laughing and talking people, the bartender immediately took her glass and refilled it. As he wiped the spilled fluid with a damp cloth, he looked at her again, undressing her with his eyes.
She had perfect tits, firm and ripe, just made for sucking. And he knew that behind the pale green material of her blouse, those pointed nipples would be pink and rubbery, like twin cuts. He could almost feel them throb across the roof of his mouth.
The fact that she seemed nervous only added to her sensuality. Most of the women who came in here were loud, brassy and so damned cocksure, he felt like slapping the shit out of them.
Debby thanked the man and gazed down at her drink, feeling her heart skip a beat. She wished her brother and his date would hurry. She hated being alone in a crowd of strangers.
"You've never been in here before," the bartender said, still wiping at the bar, "or I would have noticed."
"No," Debby said softly, her words barely audible over the loud music of the country-western band, "I haven't."
The man continued to study her features. She was tall. He liked that in a woman. And he'd bet dollars to doughnuts that her pussy was covered with hair the same color that swept about her oval-shaped face. Blonde as corn silk, and just as soft.
He'd really like to slip his cock through that patch of cunt hair and have her tits pressed against his chest. To feel her warm, writhing body beneath his, her pink mouth locked on his.
"You meeting someone here?" he asked, ignoring a call at the end of the bar.
"Yes, my brother and his date," Debby answered, taking a sip of her drink. She glanced up at the mirrored clock. "They're late."
"Want to get together after I close up?" the man asked.
"Sure," Debby answered, wondering where she'd gotten the courage.
She hadn't gone out with anyone since her divorce about a year ago. For one thing, Robert had temporarily made her mistrust all men, and besides, nursing school had taken up every waking moment.
She felt her pussy getting wet with growing excitement. She liked the man and the capable looking hands he had. She wondered how they would feel, digging into the soft flesh of her tits, holding her tighter and tighter.
She gulped down her drink, feeling the liquor sting her throat. For some reason, she felt guilty, almost as if she were being faithful. But that was Robert's doing, she realized. Although he ran around with anything that had a fuckhole, he would get furious if she even looked at another man. He had even been jealous of her own brother, for God's sake!
Another two drinks, however, made her more relaxed, even a little drunk. She chatted away happily with the bartender when he had time, and learned that his name was Randy. And not only was he handsome in a rugged, outdoorsy way, but he was intelligent and witty.
She watched his cat-like moves, and when he wasn't looking, let her eyes trail over his body. He had the tightest, cutest ass she'd ever seen. She couldn't wait to have it over her, to feel his taut ass muscles with her fingers, and to press him firmly down on her cunt.
Oddly enough, he looked a little like Robert. A shock of blue-black hair framed his face and he seemed to be all angles. His eyes were almost black. She wondered if the rest of him would look like her former husband.
Mainly, his cock. Thick and juicy and…
"Mmmmmmmmm," she whispered, feeling the insides of her pussy churn.
"You say something?" Randy asked. "Another drink?"
Debby was about answer yes, but was interrupted when a lumbering giant of a man squeezed in beside her. And to her horror, she felt his rough hand on her ass.
"Hey, baby, let's me and you get outta this joint and fuck our eyes out," he said in a deep voice.
Debby whirled around and shot the man a look full of loathing. He was one of those bikers she'd noticed when she'd first come in the place. They had stood out like a sore thumb in the mass of people dressed in jeans and cowboy hats. This one was the meanest looking one of the lot, which was really saying something.
She was overcome with rage. Without thinking, she flung the rest of her drink in his face. The ice cubes popped off his forehead and hit the bar with a tinkle. A stream of amber colored fluid ran down his face.
At first, Debby thought he was going to hit her or grab her around the throat and choke her to death. She had never seen such hatred in a man's face before.
To her surprise, however, his features softened and he gave her a vampire-like smile.
"Sorry," he said, "I guess I read you wrong."
"You sure as hell did," Debby answered, her voice brittle.
After the man left her side, she looked in the reflection of the mirror behind the bar and saw him return to his table, then leave with his friends. They glanced back at her, and for some reason she couldn't understand, nodded.
"Nasty bunch," Randy said. "I'm glad you took care of it. I don't think I could have taken on all six of them. Let me get you another drink."
About an hour later, Debby had forgotten all about the incident. She had other things to think about. Like what was going to happen between her and Randy in a few minutes. Her pussy was quivering, oozing warm cunt juice into her cunt hairs. And with each drink, she became more excited, savoring the delicious torture of waiting.
"Just about finished," Randy said, wiping down the bar. "Five, ten more minutes."
"I'll wait in my car," Debby said, rising. She needed some fresh air. "It's the blue Pontiac."
"Sure thing," Randy replied, moving to the cash register and emptying it. "We're gonna have a good time."
Oh yes, we will, Debby thought as she left the bar and headed for her car. I can almost see it now. His big, thick cock sliding in and out of my pussy, then the sensation of being filled with his boiling cum. And after he'd fucked her, she would nestle between his powerful thighs and suck his prick into her throat and… A pair of hands clutched her throat as she opened the car door. Instantly, other hands were on her, forcing her inside. She was thrown over the seat, and before she could realize what was happening, the car jerked forward.
"It's me, baby," the deep voice boomed at her. It was the voice of the man who had approached her at the bar.
"Where do you want to fuck her, Tony?" the driver said. "At the house?"
"Naw, right here," Tony laughed, pushing Debby down on the back seat. "OK, bitch, spread those sweet thighs and get ready for a hard fucking."
Debby couldn't remember being so terrified. A million disjointed thoughts crashed inside her mind. It couldn't be happening! It was a nightmare.
But it was happening.
Instead of a wonderful evening with Randy, she was going to be raped by this vile biker. And in the back seat of her own car!
"Don't… please don't," she begged, clawing at his leather jacket. "You're hurting me."
"Shut up, whore," Tony grunted, then locked his lips firmly around her mouth. He jabbed his tongue inside, then curled the tip of it over the roof of her mouth. "Mmmmmmm sweet piece."
Debby thought she was going to vomit. He smelled of oil and gasoline, his hair – a dirty blond – was dank with sweat. The look in his eye, however, made her gulp, down the rumblings in her stomach. He looked like he was going to kill her. Pure fear made her shiver.
"Pull my cock out and stick it in your cunt for me," Tony said, grabbing her wrists. "You gonna do that, baby? Stuff my prick in your pussy for me?"
"You bastard!" Debby screamed out, rage and humiliation sweeping over her. "You filthy… pig… you… you…"
Her words became a shriek of pain when he hit her across the face with the back of his hand. Instantly, his other hand was on her throat.
"Don't want to fuck, huh?" Tony said, throwing her to the floorboard between his knees. "Then I guess you'll just have to suck!"
Debby watched with growing horror and revulsion as he yanked his rock-hard prick out of his greasy jeans. It looked like some evil shake, a ten-inch mass of throbbing prick muscle. His cock was pressed roughly against her lips, and then she felt the pressure of his hand behind her head.
"All the way down… like a good girl," Tony said, thrusting his hips upward.
He pushed every inch of his prick down her throat. Even some of the hairy flesh surrounding his balls slipped between her lips.
"Goddamn! This is better than a pussy, anyway," Tony grunted.
Debby honestly thought she was going to choke to death. And after a few moments, her lungs began to burn. She stabbed her nails into his hairy belly and tried pushing him away. It was useless, however, for her fighting only made him more brutal. He began hammering his hips up and down more quickly.
"Eat on my cock, honey," he grunted, banging her head up and down. "I've got so much fucking cum for you to lick out. And believe me, you're gonna suck every drop."
Something told Debby that if she didn't cooperate, he would, indeed, kill her. She had read about a girl that some bikers had kidnapped. They had actually fucked her to death. Another girl had cooperated, and she had lived to tell the story.
But how could she go along with this horrible thing? The man was an animal, and she hated him with every ounce of her strength.
Especially that, monster of a cock.
His prick tasted dirty and sweaty, making her gag even more. And those hairs around the massive base of his cock were even more smelly, like he hadn't had a bath in months.
Suddenly, Tony pulled her head upward, letting his prick flop from her mouth. As his prick hit his stomach with a dull, smack, he crushed her lips against the underside of his prickshaft.
"Kiss on my prick, cocksucker," Tony said. "Tell me how much you love eating my big cock…"
Debby didn't know where she got the courage, but she began moving her lips over the glistening, rubbery surface of his cock.
"I… I love it," she whimpered, feeling tears sting her cheeks. "I love sucking your big cock."
"Now that's more like it," Tony said, giving her a wide grin. "Kiss my cock all over, sweetheart. Don't forget my balls."
Debby kissed between his furry, cum-loaded nuts, felt them vibrate against her teeth. And each time the flavor of his sweaty cock flesh hit the back of her mouth, she was almost certain she would throw up.
It was horrible, awful to be so humiliated like this. Made to suck his evil cock, to drink down his globs of cum. And to lie and have to tell him that she loved it.
She hated sucking his cock, and at that moment, she hated every cock in the world.
"Suck both my nuts in your mouth," Tony commanded, forcing his giant, hairy balls between her lips. "Ahhhh… yes, just like that, you cum-sucking slut. Now roll your tongue around. Shit, you're gonna make one fine cocksucker for me."
Debby knew the only way she could continue was to block it out, pretend it was someone else. She closed her eyes and formed a picture of that handsome bartender in her mind.
Randy's cock would probably be this size, but at least he would be clean. And she had planned on sucking him off, eating down his cum.
The man suddenly became Randy, and she felt her body become less tense. She rolled her tongue around the hairy surfaces of his balls, then eased them out of her mouth. She ran the tip of her tongue up the underside of his prickshaft and closed her lips around the meaty, throbbing tip of his cock. As her teeth pulled back the loose foreskin, she felt a fluttering sensation in the back of her throat.
"Mmmmmmm, love your big… cock," she gurgled.
Her fingers moved from his belly to his hips.
Deftly, she pulled his jeans farther down and cupped the tight mounds of his ass. Then, taking a deep breath, she gulped all the way down his prick and molded her lips into the wiry, sweaty cock hairs. At the same time, she jabbed her fingernails into the crack of his ass.
"Holy… fucking Jesus!" Tony grunted, punching his body upward. "You ought to see this lady eat cock… like a fucking bird on a worm!"
"Hurry up, Tony," the voice from the front seat said. "I got a load of cum just begging to get sucked out."
"Not a chance," Tony said, moving his fingers into the silky strands of ash-blonde hair around Debby's face. "This little baby is reserved just for me." He began pumping his ass up and down a little quicker. "You hear that, baby? Tony's cock is all yours. And we're gonna do every fucking thing in the book."
Tony's words made Debby come back to reality. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pretend it was Randy's cock. She wasn't doing this willingly. Her throat was being violated, raped.
"That's real fine bitch," Tony said, pushing his knees into her armpits. He crouched over her body until his stomach touched her forehead. His balls dangled against the hollow of her throat. "Now hang on for a face-fucking you won't forget."
With that, he began pounding his cock savagely in and out of her throat. And with each stroke, the pressure inside his slapping balls became more intense.
As Debby felt his prick stab between her lips, she knew she must be going insane. Not only over what was happening, but the sudden jerks of pleasure inside her cunt.
She slipped her right hand down to her pussy and clutched the firm mound with her fingers, hoping to cut off the series of electric like pangs she was feeling. Instead, her pussy reacted almost violently. The lips of her cunt became swollen and tender and her cunt muscles contracted and relaxed.
She was going to have an orgasm! No, God, no… please!
"Eat my prick, you little cocksucking whore," Tony grunted, pounding his full, hulking weight against her face. "Got a bunch of cum… just about ready… blow my jizz in… suck…"
Debby wasn't even aware of his words. Nothing seemed to matter but the fantastic surge of warmth inside her body. It was like a tiny, clawing animal trying to get in, or out of her pussy. She felt her body tense, then begin to jerk. Hardly realizing what she was doing, she thrust her hand under her skirt and tore at her panties.
"Mmmmmfffff!" she choked as she jabbed her fingers into her cunt. An overwhelming spasm of raw pleasure burst inside her, inflaming every cell. She gave another muffled grunt, munching her lips tightly around the root of Tony's cock.
"Well, I'll be Goddamned," Tony gasped, feeling the pressure of her mouth. "This little cocksucker is popping her nuts just from eating cock!"
Another thundering convulsion of pure release drilled Debby's cunt. She began writhing beneath him, jerking her head up and down. And each time his massive cockshaft pierced her throat, she felt her climax swell, explode.
She screamed out again, thrusting the fingers of her right hand quickly in and out of her cunt. With her other hand, she clawed at his hairy, greasy asshole, forcing him harder against her face.
"Now… fucking now, cocksucker," Tony said, crushing his entire weight forward. As his belly molded against her forehead and his throbbing balls hung over her chin, he felt the first of his fiery cum-load boil into the root of his cock. "Eat my cock dry… and… and… unhhhhhhh!"
Debby couldn't believe it, but his cock seemed to get even bigger, totally filling her throat. An instant later, the end of his cock ballooned, then exploded with salty jizz.
"Aaaghhhhh!" she spluttered, feeling his molten jism eat into her quivering throat like acid.
The second glob of cum was as big as a wad of bubble gum. Unlike bubble gum, however, it was steamy, an explosion of fuck cream. Some of the jizz shot upward, behind her nose. And as twin streams of jism melted from both her nostrils, the third lump of cum spewed from his cockhead.
"Suck my cock, bitch! Eat my cum down," Tony gasped, pumping his ass up and down so quickly it was a fleshy blur. "Take all my cum down. Suck the fucking shit out of me!"
When the bulk of his cum-load splashed into her throat, Debby knew she couldn't possibly get it all down. There was no way. His fiery jism sloshed noisily toward her lips and burned across her cheeks, finally dribbling into her ears.
And still he fucked in more jizz!
After what seemed an eternity, he fell against her face and squirmed his ass around, forcing in the last of his cum. He held himself there for a long while, then turned slightly.
"Better clean that shit up," he ordered, noticing the stray gobs of cum on her face and in his crotch hairs.
Meekly, Debby began doing what he'd said. She lapped over his balls, chewed into his greasy, sweaty cock hairs. Then, when he was clean, she scooped the jism off her cheeks and sucked it into her throat.
"That's a good girl," Tony said. He sat down, then pulled her face against his glistening crotch. "Now you just keep sucking cock until we get to the house."
Debby couldn't believe how humiliated she felt. Not only had she sucked him off, but also she'd actually enjoyed it!
No, it couldn't be that, she told herself. She had pretended it was Randy's cock, and not this animal's. That's what had happened.
Still, he didn't know that. But if she kept thinking that, she just might get out of this alive.
She wondered how many times she would have to suck his cock, how many times she'd be fucked, before he would let her go.
Fucked.
Yes, he was most certain to fuck her. He would pound his slab of cock inside her pussy and fuck her to pieces.
Suddenly, her cunt tightened with pleasure. And she hadn't been thinking of Randy at all.